Two poems.

Incarcerating it feels in the Beginning
Biting Loneliness feeds on Infirmity
Self-Pity locks hands with Frustration
The Tunnel of Day Long and Empty…

Yet the Flint of Silence starts Working
Striking the Cold Dark Rocks of Inaction
Little by Little it sets them to Motion
Teaching them the Art of Self-Concentration…

Hard does Silence Labour
Grunting Sweating in Ardour
Aligning the Heavyweights of Candour
To Face Inward and Make It Matter…

The Volcano of Silence erupts not uncouth
Step by Step it Builds Up Youth
Into the remotest nooks of the Bein'
That prefer to Lay Unmoved Unseen…

This Volcano of Silence is Fortune of the Few
Who get bedded with Their Own Self Anew
Situations Tough Mark Opportunities New
Not Nothing but Everything is YOU…

O Capable and Valiant Warrior
Thou art not merely my Son
In the Thick of Battle U choose to Be
Many a War art yet to be Won…

A Lion Heart Brave when steps on the Scene
Mother Nature assumes Her Form Supreme
Challenging and Rousing His Manliness Fierce
Generously She opens Her Womanhood Purse…

Lust Enriches the PVM-Structure
Brings to It's Face Raw Power in Juncture
Fear-Sin-Shame-Guilt vanish afar
Exuberant Shine the Bodies Ajar…

Lustful Youth is the Foundation of Life
With Power and Luster is it Rife
Mix it not with Love, Then Faith
Lust aware is Love, Love liberated is Faith…

Innocent Neutrality is the Holy Start
Endless Journey of a Brave Heart
But mix not the Three Stages
First it is always the Step to Start…!